Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

Jiang Nianqi and Jiang Sijiu, these two sisters also suffered a tragic fate.

With their parents dead at a young age and their family in decline, the two sisters depended on each other for survival. The older sister, Jiang Nianqi, sold herself into slavery to earn money to support her younger sister, who dressed as a man, to learn martial arts on the mountain and attend classes on the way down.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on her. Jiang Sijiu was punished for saving someone and had her eyes gouged out. Jiang Nianqi was also harassed and tormented by her employer for trying to save her. In order not to burden her sister, Jiang Sijiu came up with the idea of ​​faking her death to get away.

But she didn't dare go too far, so she just wandered around her sister's vicinity. It was a coincidence that day. She heard that Lin Wantang was asking around about Jiang Nianqi, and Jiang Sijiu suspected that something was wrong. As a result, the two became acquainted through a fight.

Lin Wantang swept the past out of her mind.

Looking at Jiang Sijiu's eyes covered by a white cloth, he couldn't help but sigh: "Your eyes are beyond repair, but listen to me, you do things for me first, and I guarantee that those enemies will no longer harass you, and I can also ensure your sister's safety."

As she spoke, she took out a purse and handed it to Jiang Sijiu: "Did you have Granny Li give your sister the ten taels I gave you last time?"

"I took it, but..." Jiang Sijiu paused, took the purse, weighed it in her hand, and frowned, "Why is there so much this time? This must be several dozen taels!"

Lin Wantang smiled and casually leaned against the window curtain: "You think I didn't give you enough last time? And you insisted that your sister's neighbor, Granny Li, deliver it to you, worried that the old woman would pocket it?"

Jiang Sijiu's worries were all confirmed. She pursed her lips and remained silent.

"But why don't you consider that you can't reunite with your sister right now? If someone else has to deliver it, what other option is there? Besides, if you give her too much at once, won't your sister become suspicious?"

Lin Wantang smiled and explained, then opened the food box beside her, picked up a crispy fried yellow croaker, put it in her mouth and gently bit it: "Ten taels. Even if Granny Li is stingy, she still has to give your sister at least five taels."

The few taels of silver that ordinary people save by being frugal are enough to last them a year.

Lin Wantang then instructed Jiang Sijiu that this time there was no need to ask anyone to send money. Instead, she told Granny Li to go to the market and buy more fish, meat, cloth, cotton, and the like, and then give them to Jiang Nianqi under various pretexts. She was pregnant and her husband was working in the government office and often couldn't come home. It would be good for them to have Granny Li to take care of each other.

Jiang Sijiu wasn't as thorough as Lin Wantang. She noted down all the thanks and then said, "Let's not talk about my sister for now. Um, there's this guy named Wei Liu, who seems to be from the Jingyuan Governor's Mansion. I don't know what method he used, but he killed all those enemies who have been following me."

Wei Liu is Da Shun.

Lin Wantang instantly recalled Wei Wujiu's previous entrustment, and said gently, "He is the Da Shun I told you about. He is reliable and trustworthy, but he cannot enter the inner courtyard. Did he ask you to deliver any letters?"

Jiang Sijiu nodded, took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it over, saying, "Lin Yasong, do you know this person? I don't know if it's a man or a woman, and I heard that they've been dead for many years, but they should be someone from your family."

Lin Wantang was surprised and didn't rush to look at the letter in her hand. Instead, she frowned and pondered, "Lin Yasong? That name is unfamiliar. If she's from my family, I shouldn't have never heard of her..."

She recalled the ancestral tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall, and vaguely remembered that...

Yes! Right below the grandparents' memorial tablets, slightly to the left, there is indeed a memorial tablet, but it doesn't have the three characters "Lin Yasong" written on it, only the two characters "Lin Shi".

When she was a child, Lin Wantang asked her father who was enshrined on that memorial tablet.

Lin Rucong changed the subject and didn't respond at all.

As she grew older, she learned that everyone has taboos they don't want to talk about, so she stopped asking about them and assumed that the "Lin" memorial tablet was for her father's sister. Perhaps because her marriage was dishonorable and she died young, her husband's family didn't want her, so she had no choice but to return the tablet to her mother's family.

Is it... not like that?

"Why don't you ask around in the mansion again? I didn't ask around in detail outside, but as you said, I found an old woman who used to serve your grandmother. Coincidentally, that person is my sister's current neighbor, Granny Li."

Speaking of this person again, Jiang Sijiu frowned: "This person is glib and smooth-talking. I don't think she tells the truth. It took me a lot of effort to get Lin Yasong's name out of her. If I asked her any more questions, she would refuse to say anything more."

After a short pause, Jiang Sijiu continued, "This person definitely knows more. Give me some time, and I'll try to find a way to pry her out of her."

Lin Wantang listened with a mix of emotions, thinking of her deceased grandmother, who had treated her and her brother very well. However, her grandmother disliked Chen Shi very much during her lifetime, and even instructed Lin Rucong before her death not to allow Chen Shi to keep vigil.

Looking back now, these are all suspicious points.

It's just that Lin Wantang was too young at the time and didn't pay attention to these things, but... her brother might remember them!

Lin Wantang's eyes flickered, and she gestured for Jiang Sijiu to lean closer and whisper a few words in her ear.

Jiang Sijiu frowned in surprise, but nodded and remembered it. She then hurriedly leaped onto the roof and, with her superior lightness skill, quickly disappeared from sight.

Lin Wantang closed the window again, sat down, and opened the letter. Upon unfolding it, she discovered it wasn't written by Da Shun, but rather…

Wei Wujiu.

Are you well? December 10th, a small date.

Just this one line of text, written in tiny, vigorous characters, yet as economical as he was, so indifferent that even Lin Wantang was astonished.

She instinctively crumpled the letter into a ball, intending to throw it into the incense burner, but then changed her mind, unfolded it, folded it neatly, and put it into the embroidered pouch she always carried with her.

Before long, Xiao Qiu found two steamed buns in the kitchen, intending to secretly give them to Lin Wantang while they were still hot. However, she saw the food box from Chun Fu Lou and paused for a moment without saying anything.

Lin Wantang felt sleepy after her meal and had Xiao Qiu help her lie down on the canopy bed, but she couldn't sleep. Her mind was full of thoughts, so she asked, "It's almost the twelfth lunar month. When will my brother return? Is there any news?"

Lin Xiao, born of the same mother as her, was both talented and beautiful, and was deeply loved by the emperor. He was bestowed the courtesy name Yunhan by the emperor and had been appointed as the Grand Canal Transport Commissioner, inspecting both banks of the Huai River year-round, and had been away from the capital for a long time.

Xiao Qiu knelt beside the bed, massaging her legs. Upon hearing this, she lowered her head and said, "Miss, the eldest young master sent back New Year's gifts and a letter the day before yesterday. It seems he is too busy at his post and will not be returning this year."

Lin Wantang suddenly opened her eyes. Her brother was not coming back, so who should she ask about all her doubts?

"Miss, is something on your mind?"

Xiao Qiu, observing the situation carefully, asked the question cautiously.

Lin Wantang sat up. She couldn't rely on Lin Xiao for the time being, but she was also eager to know the mystery of her origins and didn't want Chen Shi and Lin Qinglian to remain smug for too long. So, the only option was…

I'm flipping the table; I'm not playing along anymore.

Rather than enduring everything like this, she might as well make a scene. If she really was a concubine's daughter who was switched at birth, then she would accept it. If not, then she would definitely find out the whole truth about this mystery that had troubled her for two lifetimes as soon as possible!